Page 64 of The Beyond
The four of them caught up and went over the plan a few times before Lucas and Tara disappeared to head back to Hidden Creek. Then he and Selene sat and waited for Lucas to return.
They didn’t have to wait long. Within five minutes, Lucas was back.
“We’re all ready. Despite what it seems, time is normal here,” Lucas said. “Half an hour, everyone will be in place.”
Selene took his hand and then took Lucas’s. He closed the circle and, before anything else, leaned over and kissed Selene.
“I love you,” he told her.
She smiled. “I love you.”
“Let’s do this.” He held on as the sunny beach paradise disappeared and the three of them appeared at the base of a dark silo with the full moon overhead.
Instantly, the pain had him doubling over. Once again, he felt as if he was being ripped in two.
“Hold on to me,” he heard Selene saying, just before everything went dark.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
Selene held onto Scott’s hand as the rest of the group quickly joined in a large circle around them.
When she heard him scream, Selene wanted to rush to Scott, to pull him into her arms and escape back to the beach. Back to paradise.
Instead, she held onto him firmly as Jess and the other’s started chanting loudly around them. They were saying something she couldn’t understand.
She knew there was a chance that what they were doing wouldn’t work. The spell to bind Moros that Jess had found in her book was a longshot at best.
They needed Elpis to undo the doom that was Moros. But first they needed Pandora to unleash Elpis.
Selene had agreed to try Jess’s idea to save Scott only because she knew that, if things didn’t work, she could snatch Scott away and whisk him back to Elysium in a heartbeat.
Thoughts of living with him there, in paradise, on the beach, played in her mind for a split second. She returned to the present when Scott doubled over and screamed in pain.
A large gust of wind kicked up in the silo, spinning like a tornado in the massive silo. Dirt, debris, and trash were lifted high over their heads, as if being sucked out of the silo.
The chanting from the rest of the group changed and grew louder. Jess stepped forward and pointed at Scott, then practically screamed something in a different language at him.
At that moment, a dark shadow flew from Scott’s chest, and he almost fell backwards. If she and Lucas hadn’t been holding him up, he would have. The shadow lifted high into the middle of the silo, floating almost thirty feet over their heads as they kept chanting. The wind increased.
“You seek to bind me?” A loud booming voice echoed in the silo. It emanated from the dark shadow. “Fools. You cannot bind a god. One whose path is already fated.”
Scott stood up straight next to her, taking it all in, and she was at least thankful he no longer appeared to be in pain. The rest of the group chanted and held the circle firmly. Their words were drowned out by the loud laughter from Moros.
“I am the god of doom. I will take what I have created”—the shadow motioned towards Scott—and bring about the destruction of this world,” Moros said.
“You have no hold on Scott,” Selene yelled out, wanting to block its path back to Scott.
“Children of Rhea and Typhon, I will not destroy you or the other children of gods scattered around this place out of respect for my brethren,” Moros said, ignoring her words. “But only if you leave this realm now and never return. This is your only warning.”
Jess and the others continued chanting, their voices raising slightly higher.
“We’re not going anywhere,” Lucas yelled back.
“So be it,” Moros said, and the shadow shifted downwards, back towards Scott.
“Leave Scott alone,” Selene yelled, breaking the inner circle and stepping between the shadow and Scott.
“He is my creation alone. I made him for this purpose alone. I will take him and use him to bring about doom,” Moros hissed.
